Top Three Thursday

The (Un)Experienced Mom and Confessions From a Working Mom will pick a category, then ask you to share your Top 3 thoughts on it.

This week's question is:

 What are your top 3 quirks?

3.  I tie knots in my hair.  It is a habit I have had since I was little.  I twist and fiddle with my hair all the time.  Sometimes it has been enough to make the hair on my left side shorter than the hair on the right side. 
 
2.  I have to do dishes under running water.  I can't fill up the sink to do them.  The water just gets so gross, I know the dishes aren't getting clean in there.  I can't watch my husband do dishes cause he fills the sink to do them.  Yuck, the water, just ewww.
 
1.  I can remember odd facts.  I'm really good at trivia because odd things stick in my head.  My husband threatens to put me on a game show all the time.

Spin Cycle--The making of my blog

This week’s Spin Cycle is about the behind the scenes at your blog, or how you created your blog. I’m going with the creation idea. I found blogging about a year ago. It started with reading the blogs at MOMformation at Baby Center. I lurked and read but was not brave enough to comment for the longest time.


The more I read the comments and articles the more I found that I felt I wanted to throw my two cents out there. I got brave and commented and the world did not end. In fact I got a bit of good feedback. I saw Sprite’s Keeper commented often and one day I clicked on her name and found her blog. That opened up a whole new world of blogging and I found my way to several other blogs and I lurked for about three months before I got the confidence to start my own blog.

Once I had made to decision to start my blog I had to come up with a name that wasn’t already taken. I live with three guys—one big and two little—I’m a bit out-numbered. I liked the Living in a Sea of Testosterone idea but there was a blog called that already. So I thought about it and came up with The Testosterone Three and Me. It covers the general idea that I live with guys and I’m definitely in the minority.

I signed on to Google Blogger and set up my very own blog. I was hoping that I could connect with other moms and find a bit of support for those crazy times when a guy would just not understand. Blogging has helped me to keep both feet on the ground and find some friends, even if they are across the country from me. It helps to know you are not alone in dealing with things—there’s always someone somewhere that is going through the same thing. The support and laughs have been great.

However, I did not admit to my husband I had started a blog until about a month or so into it. I was worried he would think it was goofy or something. I should have had more faith in him. When I finally told him he thought it was cool. He often reads it and thinks the whole idea is a great way for me to be a bit more social.

In real life I’m awfully shy and have a hard time meeting people and making friends. Being in a small college town doesn’t help as the population turns over regularly and the minute you make friends they finish school and move away. Blogging has given me a means to make friends without the uncomfortable face to face stuff I’m not so good at.

Well there you have it. The route I took to blogging. My first post on the Spin Cycle was about finding things for the guys in my house. I look back and think wow from there to here and that was over 100 posts ago. I think this blogging thing might stick with me.

Head over to see Jen at Sprite's Keeper to see how other people created their blogs or how they maintain them.

Post-It Note Tuesday

Post-it Note time with Supah.  You know what to do and if you don't go see Supah, she'll tell you how to play.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

It's Tuesday and you know you should go see Keely at The UnMom for all the randomness you could ever use.  Today is the tired edition here at the Testosterone House.

Bruiser is fighting his first head cold.  The poor kid's nose is out running him at every turn.  He is starting to hate the sight of the wipey rag.  However, I just can't let that stuff run into his mouth, I mean that sort of defeats the purpose of it coming out his nose.  We are hoping the bug will have it's way with him soon and then move on.  Mommy wants to sleep again.

Turbo was up twice last night--once with an earache--made better by ibuprofen and a hot wash cloth--once with a bad dream about mummies.  Me, in my sleep deprived brain had to come up with something happy for him to think about so he could go back to sleep.  It's hard to come up with happy thought for a six year old on next to no sleep.  I finally came up with Disney World and the beach in Clearwater Florida.  He went back to sleep so I could go have another round with Bruiser(who can't breathe and therefore can't sleep).  Fun times I tell you, fun times. 

This morning Turbo felt fine--no ear pain and only a bit of a cough.  Bruiser, well we will see if the nose hose has shut down, I'm crossing my fingers on that one.  And I'm hoping that we both get a nap today.

I hate the time change.  The only saving grace we have this year is that we are on spring break this week so I don't have to haul Turbo out of bed really early, I can kind of ease him into it.  With Bruiser being sick, the time change is messing with him lots.  I hope that things settle down by this weekend or next week will really suck.

Ok so that's enough random, I really just want to sleep now, so go see Keely and random up your Tuesday.

MEme Monday--Prom time

It's MEme Monday time again with Supah and MommyBrain.  This week they are dredging up those high school memories of Prom.

Whether your date was the man of your dreams

or just the guy who finally wore you down,

tell us about your Prom night.

Whether you were treated to surf-n-turf or Value Meal #5,

tell us about your Prom night.

Whether you put out or just wish you had,

tell us about your Prom night.

The good, the bad, and the ugly ... dress.

We want it all!

So, prom.

Well first, my home town is small. Like really small. Like there were only 300 people in our whole high school small. Because of this, we had junior/senior prom, not just senior prom.

And second, I was not very popular in high school. I was the nerdy bookworm and most definitely on the outside looking in most of the time. Therefore, the guys were not lined up to ask me to prom my junior year. I ended up asking a friend to go with me. He was a guy but he was shorter than me and most definitely a friend, nothing romantic at all. His sister (also in our class, not twins, don’t ask, it’s a small town) was going with her then boyfriend.

The guys got together and decided that instead of taking us out they would cook at the boyfriend’s house. We had steak and it was nice but nothing like going out for a fancy dinner. Granted the options were limited in our town and it being prom everywhere was packed. But still, isn’t going out to dinner part of the prom package?

Anywho, we made it to the high school and had prom in the auditorium, nicely decorated but the freshman. After the grand processional introducing each couple, we found a table and settled in for the evening. There was a DJ and rocking eighties/early nineties music. Danced a couple of dances and that was it.

We went to the after prom party—theme casino night at the senior citizens center—I know, I know small town remember—and had a good time fake gambling. Then at about 5:30am we went to the truck stop for breakfast. Then they took me home and I slept the rest of the morning away. Not exactly the prom of my dreams but at least I can say I went.

I do have pictures but I’m lazy and didn’t get the scanner, the computer it will talk to and the jump drive to transfer it over to the computer that talks to the internet. Believe me when I say that the poufy eighties hair, dress and date are so bad that I really want to forget the whole thing. And I didn’t even go to my senior prom.

Maybe, I'll get the dress out and take a picture of it.  Yes I still have the dress, shut up.  My mom never threw anything out.  I don't fit in to it anymore--thank God.  Just wait--I'll post the pic later today.


As Promised here is a picture of the dress:

And here I am in all my 1990's glory in the above mentioned dress.  The hair is not as poufy as I had thought.

Well there you have it, my one and only prom experience.

Free Therapy Friday--Doctor Woes

Mommy's Daze and Home...is where it begins are hosting Free Therapy Friday again. This week's topic is doctor woes. We know you have all had issues with a doctor (could be your Dr., your OBGYN, your ped) maybe insurance woes, in any case spill it!


I live in a small town. Well a small town anywhere else but Wyoming. Here my town is pretty big--26,000 people and that's not counting the University students. There are two Urologists who practice in this town. This is important, I promise. In June 2007 I had my first kidney stone move. I totally would give birth without drugs again rather than have another kidney stone move. The pain folded me in half and the worst thing was I had no idea what was wrong. Nick bundled me to the ER and after three hours they told me I was the proud owner of a kidney stone. They said I needed to make an appointment with a urologist as soon as possible to find out how to treat it. OK, just give me the drugs for the pain and we will take care of it tomorrow.

The next morning we called to make an appointment with a local urologist. We called on Thursday. We were told that the soonest I could be seen was a week from Friday. Eight days from the time of my call. Why, do you ask must I wait so long--the doctor was out of town at a conference. Great, we'll try the other doctor in town. Again an eight-day wait--why? He's gone to the same conference as the first doctor. Now in a smaller town you'd think that these doctors might want to coordinate their schedules in case of emergencies--which I felt I was. But no, they were both out of town until the end of the next week.

We called a urologist in a town 50 miles away (a much bigger town-70,000) and got in on Monday. I'm thankful now that it worked out that way as my one stone turned into 20+ stones and an eight day hospital stay, but that's another post.

So if you have doctor woes that you need to get off your chest link up at Ali's and feel better.



 

A swapping we will go

Shortmama over at Family of Shorts is hosting a spring swap.  You link up with her and then you get paired up withanother blogger and you get to pick pout goodies to sendf to them and they send you goodies too. 

After the swap has happened, you post pictures of the loot you got and link back to Shortmama.  I think it sounds like fun so I'm throwing my name in the hat, or on Mr. Linky, or whatever. 

Head on over to Shortmama's and link up if you are interested.  Hit the cute buttin above and check it out.

Spin Cycle--The Sixth Sense, ESP, Intuition, Deja vu, etc.

This week’s Spin Cycle is about the sixth sense, extra intuition, ghosts, or experiences with such things. I'm not too sure about the ghosts, I haven't seen any, the ESP thing seems a bit fishy to me, but I do think that the ability to sense things is there. Extra intuition if you will. Going with your gut feeling. Mommy sense, for lack of a better term. You know, you sense that your kids are getting into trouble but you are not nearby. Or you just know you shouldn't do something or you have a bad feeling about a certain thing.


When we found out we were pregnant with Turbo, we needed to get a bigger car. I had a little two door Nissan Sentra and there was no way I was putting a baby seat in the back of that thing. So Nick and his dad went to a town about 90 miles away to look at a Ford Explorer. They came home with it. I never felt good about that vehicle. Just a nagging feeling something was going to go wrong. Well, about two months after we got it Nick's dad was taking it back to get an oil change and he had a minor accident in it, got a couple of dents, but he was fine. After this accident I felt much better about that SUV. Not sure where the feeling came from but it was gone after the accident.

My other experience with that extra sense is that of déjà vu. About once or twice a year I will get the feeling that I’ve seen or done something before. But what I’m doing is completely new to me. Like when I was on Field Camp (a class where you camp for six weeks and learn mapping techniques and other geological things.) I felt that weird feeling that I had done it before-camping or doing the projects. I honestly think I dreamed about doing it and then when the activity matched what I had dreamed I got that sense of déjà vu.

So those are my experiences with intuition and a sixth sense. Ghosts don’t seem real to me and I know that ESP is hard to prove but paying attention to your intuition is never a bad idea.

WIMTS: The Cat Edition

It's Wednesday and that means Chief is hosting What I Meant To Say, where you can say what you really mean but are to nice to say out loud.

To Piper(our cat):  Oh I'm so sorry for stepping on you, are you OK?
What I meant to say:  Holy hannah cat, I wouldn't step on you if you wouldn't park yourself right in the way.  Thanks for cutting my toe to shreds with your claws, and next time park it somewhere else.

To Tinkerbell (our old cat):  Well just settle right in and make yourself comfortable, I wasn't planning on moving for a while anyway.
What I meant to say:  What has gotten into you cat?  Spring?  Cause you haven't been this cuddly to me for a couple of years--OK since we got the dog but who's counting?  What exactly do you want?

To Turbo:  Do well in school, behave, listen, do what you are told.
What I menat to say:  Be good or else.  I know your teacher is cranky but just work with it until school is out.  Let's just hope that next year's teacher is more tolerant of an exuberant little boy.

To Nick:  Date tonight?
What I meant to say:  I'll be waiting for you tonight.  See you then, wink, wink!

Post-It Notes--#100

Ok so you know it's Post-It Note Tuesday with Supah so click on the button above and go see what everyone else is posting today.